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Carla Buys a House

Carla decides to buy a house, but gets more than she bargained for.

CHAPTER ONE Ever since they made her a partner, Carla had been toying with the idea of buying a house. On Sundays, she would sit in her bed, with the paper and her coffee, perusing the Real Estate section. On April 14, she got up at her usual late Sunday morning hour of 9, donned her silk kimono robe and padded into the kitchen to make coffee. Maurice was nowhere to be seen, but she knew he...Read On

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Minuet In G - Chapter IV

Gerald makes a discovery in the attic.

The following morning, Alice announced she wanted to tune the piano. Gerald agreed to take the day off from work, so they called his brother, to see if they could borrow his pickup truck. They loaded the truck full of necessities from their apartment, and took them over to the house. After putting those things away, Alice started in on the piano, but soon discovered she needed to remove...Read On

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Do you trust me?

sometmes, you never know what a first meeting will lead to

My thighs feel all sticky, as if I have been swimming in salt water, and it has dried on them. I start to scratch, and realize my hands are bound to the chair arms. Suddenly fully awake, I remember where I am. Your last question comes back to me, all in a rush. “Do you trust me?” I had replied, a little too quickly, “Completely.” Though that wasn’t strictly true. I had some misgivings...Read On

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Georgia - Part Three

You really need to read parts one and two, if you haven't already. Scroll down for links

Georgia – Part Three “I have a better idea,” Mel – or was it Melissa? – replied softly. “Let’s put this on him.” I wondered what “this” was, but soon found out, as they slipped the sleep mask over my eyes, and tightened the band around the back of my head. Then I felt the strap across the back of my neck being loosened. I moved my head then, and was rewarded by feeling Doris’ clit against...Read On

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Georgia, Part two

If you haven't read part one, scroll down to the link, and read it first, for the full impact

Georgia – Part Two By the time I got to the third floor, I was huffing and puffing. Lugging that tray pack sax/clarinet/flute case up six flights of stairs was no picnic. And, of course, I had packed an instrument stand and a bunch of tools in it, so it weighed about seventy five pounds. I’m getting too old for this shit, I thought to myself. I leaned against the wall in the landing, trying...Read On

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Sissy

Mistress is speaking. Pay attention; don't make her punish you!

Well. That was interesting, wasn’t it? We’ll play with your little titties again tomorrow. For now, just close your eyes and rest. Did you have a good nappy? Do you need to go potty? Ok. But remember to catch the little dribbles with a tissue. You wouldn’t want to stain those cute little pink panties. Now that you’re back, I think it’s time we did something about that little tiny – it’s...Read On

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Sperm Bank

I must be cleansed, and may only cum when they have determined the proper timing.

Sperm Bank N... is about fifty years old. She is five feet six inches tall, and has a good figure, with ample breasts, and a nicely rounded firm ass. She has excellent legs, and works out three days a week. We used to work together, and I had the hots for her, even then. She is married. She has a quick wit, and can come out with some surprisingly sharp-tongued remarks sometimes. She is...Read On

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So I asked, “Do you trust me?”

do I really feel this way? I wonder.

That first meeting was so comfortable. And did I mention you are cute? OMFG! You are so cute. I just wanted to lay your ass across the table and jump your bones. I wanted to feel you filling me, and making my pussy convulse around you. But I could see you were stricken – I had you totally in my control. Just for fun, I decided to fuck with your head. “Look, “ I said, “I know we agreed,...Read On

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The Alliterative Assignation

Some fun wih words in a collaborative effort with Poppet

Poppet was a person, not a puppet; that point must be perfectly clear. Feeling not terribly devotional that Palm Sunday, she was perusing porn on her Palm Pilot while she was perched in her pew at the Pineview Pentecostal Chapel. Her perky breasts rose and fell as she watched the scene silently unfold beneath her hymnbook. Her paramour, Peter, perched in the pew next to her, glanced at...Read On

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Carla Buys A House Chapter Two

Carla decides she is in love.

Carla drummed her fingernails on the desk beside her phone as she wrestled with her conscience. Alice’s message had been clear. The weekend was looming on the horizon, and she and Gerald wanted Carla to come out and play. But Carla‘s memory of Doris’ spanking was still so fresh and vivid. Just thinking of it, she could feel herself beginning to swell, and she needed to open and close her...Read On

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Carla and Alice

While the cat's away, the mice will play ...

“Lada dedadeda de, la de da, la de da,” Carla hummed a snippet of Mozart’s Minuet in G to herself as she dialed the phone. “Hi, Carla! What are you up to, girlfriend?” Alice asked into the phone. “How did you know… oh, duh. Caller ID. Silly me. I just finished an experiment, and thought I’d bring it over to share, and get yours and Gerald’s opinion on it,” Carla replied. ...Read On

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Verses Versus

Lines Dashed Off in Response to Challenges

VERSES VERSUS – Lines Dashed Off in Response to Challenges Shower Scene The spray was hot, and full of steam. The couple stood beneath. His fingers in her female seam; She sucked air through clenched teeth. And even though the water cooled, (They'd been in there an hour) She loved the way that he had fooled With her clit in the shower. Belly Buttons Some...Read On

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Tennessee

Never Again Will I be able To taste apple butter; Never Again Will I be able To hear fireworks in the distance; Never Again Will I be able To stand beside rushing waters; Never Again Will I be able To see mountains and skies; Never Again Will I be able To eat a peach; Never Again Will I be able To do those things, Without ...Read On

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Lustful Thoughts in the Computer Age

I often lust for someone Whom I think is pretty neat. And if I were in bed with her I’d nibble on her feet. And then I’d work my way up And lick her on her calf. She’d prob’ly start to giggle And tell me that I’m daft. But I’d keep going northward; Her words I would not heed. I’d stroke on her inner thigh, While I kissed inside her knee. When her breath came...Read On

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BDSM Play

Inflicting loving pain

I love a sexy lady With handcuffed hands and feet. I love to lick and nibble Her place that tastes so sweet. Or tie her wrists and ankles With a strong Hentai bow. Then spread her lovely knees wide And make her juices flow. I’d inflict some loving pain; Clothes pins upon a tit. Maybe use a riding crop To spank her pulsing clit. And when she’s really begging ...Read On

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Thoughts On Alone

Most of the time I’m happy living alone. But sometimes I think It’d be nice to come home To someone who cared. Someone to cuddle To love and to hold To nurse when she’s sick And to warm when she’s cold. To stroke till she ‘d purr Like a nice kitty cat Or we’d sit at the table And just have a long chat. We’d stand at the sink And wash dishes together ...Read On

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Ode To A Real Woman

She isn’t petite and bouncy Like a Bugeye Sprite Or a cheerleader Darting around corners   But bouncing with every bump in the road. And she isn’t long and lean Like an XK 120 Or a marathon runner Eating up curves and distance As if they were made just for her. And she isn’t high maintenance Like a Masaerati Or a starlet wannabe Needing attention even if...Read On

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Red Potato Salad

I made red potato salad for lunch today. The knife, as I sliced through the potatoes made a “shhhh” sound. It reminded me of the sound you make, Sucking in your breath when I first thrust into you, Your eyes widening, as you feel my hot member Sliding deep into your core, filling you with its warmth. And while the potatoes were cooking, I diced the vidalia onion, ...Read On

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Thinking of You

a little doggerel for a special friend

I was thinking of you today In words I prob’ly shouldn’t say. Or, if said, just in a hush Because they’d make most people blush. Or maybe Yiddish; what the heckie Say I was playing with my schmeckie. And though you’re really far away, I still want to jump your bones today. And now I’m growing such a stalk If I stand up, I can not walk. I'll keep poking into things: The backs...Read On

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Song

They say, Perception becomes reality. Perhaps they (whover they are), are right.

“Sing me a song,” she said. I so wanted to please; To be worthy of this strong, frail person Whom I held in such high regard. So I opened my mouth to sing And made myself vulnerable to her. There came forth a horrid, cacophonous sound As of a hundred violins out of tune (The screaming strings of Mantovani, gone berserk) With bassoons belching, Trumpets blaring, And...Read On

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They Said to Me

Heinlein was wrong. Music is a harsh mistress; not the moon

She said to me, “I am leaving you, so you can play music without guilt.” I looked at her, and then I went to play a concert. They said to me, “We are taking away your job; you can’t afford to play music.” I looked at them, and then I went to rehearsal. They said to me,”You haven’t any heat in your house; you can’t afford to play music.” I looked at them, and then I put on a sweater and...Read On

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Happily Ever After

Belief lost, then regained, and lessons learned

When I was a child I used to believe In happily ever after. I thought it meant days filled with love, And sun, And lots and lots of laughter. I married for that Two times, both in haste, And became an angry young man. Each day was like the one before And was Never like when we began. And then it happened; I met a person With whom I was so much in love, I knew we would last...Read On

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Night Love Redux

The rush of water in the flushing toilet breaks the late night stillness. I hope it hasn’t awakened you, and I wish I had closed the door. When I come back to the bedroom, you are lying on your side, Peacefully sleeping. Your left arm is bent beneath the pillow, and in your right hand you clutch the covers Tightly beneath your chin. “Are you cold?” I whisper. The child...Read On

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14 February 2012

for a special person who knows who she is

A new year rolled around And tomorrow it’s time To send a little note; Maybe something in rhyme. That I love you, you know; You have known all the time. Do I dare to believe You’d be my Valentine? ...Read On

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Night Love

It is the middle of the night. The late sounds have stopped, But the early sounds have not yet begun. You are on your side, lightly snoring And I am the back spoon. I pull the covers over my ear But I am really not awake And I place my hand on your shoulder. In your sleep, you grasp my hand And place it on your breast. Half awake now, I feel myself grow turgid. ...Read On

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March 2005

I wake And reach out For you. The empty sheets are cold Under my outstretched hand. I roll over And bury my face in the wet pillow. The dog licks my exposed back And it helps ease the pain. I pet her head. She misses you too. If it weren’t for her I’d take the easy way out But instead, I get up And fill her feed bowl. Another empty day begins. ...Read On

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Cyberlove

is that all there is

Deep in my heart, I know it is too much to hope for ...... So I just take it one moment at a time, And savor those moments. I revel in them. I roll them around on my tongue and I accept them on my palete, like a fine wine. So sweet. So fleeting. So real. But so momentary. Like music; the passage played with such clarity, such passion, such emotion. Then gone. Off to be part of...Read On

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The Red Brassierre

for my friend, with apologies to William Carlos Williams

so much depends upon a red lace brassierre on a bare torso above the white skirting. ...Read On

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Sweet Dreams

Sometimes, just being together is enough

And so, another day draws to a close. Standing side by side, we brush our teeth. I watch your breasts jiggle as you bend over to rinse your mouth. I almost touch them, but know I am too tired to follow through. So I keep my hands to myself. I wait in the hallway, behind a closed door, while you pee. You come out, and go into the bedroom to put on a tee shirt. Then it is...Read On

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Rebirth - Do We Dare?

a broken heart can love again, but it is scarey

Snowy leaves decayed And long the soul unmended. Then, tentative steps.  Crocus flowers passed Yet still our hearts lamented. Now minds touch; laughter. Blooms and leafy lusts We recognized as fickle. But this?...Read On

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Tight Fittin' Jeans

for a Lushie friend - she knows who she is

  With the radio tuned to the local country station, I log onto Lush to begin a little work. “Beedle-DEEP!” The message beeps go off and a little window says, “Hi” For the next three hours I don’t get much work done but we have another wonderful conversation. We talk about everything and anything; we share our hopes, our fears, our happinesses, and our disappointments. We talk...Read On

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Late January Snowfall

her presence reminds me of you

I am enthralled by little pins of cold that dissipate on my tongue. The crisp air tingles my nostrils as I gaze into the soft grey sky. The flakes are tiny. They float lazily down and sparkle for an instant before disappearing into the grass. The silence is palpable. "This is it," I think to myself. "This is the real snow I have been waiting for ever since...Read On

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After Sixty

mature sex has its own foibles - my first try at humor - whatdaya think?

AFTER SIXTY I touch her clit ever so gently With my tongue. Her legs clamp shut on my head as she moans But I don’t hear it. All I hear is the screaming feedback in my hearing aids. I can’t think, and my tongue stops moving. She opens her legs as the pleasure stops. I raise my head, and remove my hearing aids. She laughs as I dive down again. Life is good even after sixty....Read On

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Pool Cleaning Day

I knew it was gonna be a hot day when I woke up this morning, but little did I know, how hot.

POOL CLEANING DAY I woke up late Tuesday, and suddenly remembered it was pool-cleaning day. I could hear the locusts, and knew it was going to be another hot day. I put on a jockstrap and my swim trunks, the black denim ones made like shorts with the Red Cross Swim Instructor’s badge sewn on, and dug around in the bottom drawer for a tee shirt that wasn’t full of holes. A pair of tennis...Read On

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Betty Part Two

it had been twenty five long years since the last time

I stood up, and reached down, to pull up the undergarment and bathing suit bottom. As I did, I looked over at Betty, climbing the ladder out of the shallow end. Her bathing suit gapped forward slightly, and I could see faint stretch marks at the top of her breasts. She looked at me, and caught me trying to peek down her bathing suit. “Having a liitle look, are we?” she asked, smiling up...Read On

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Betty

Betty had more talents than I imagined

“Hi, David. It’s about time you started to mow this place. For the past two weeks, I’ve seen you going in and out of the house with what looked like your instrument cases, so I guess you’ve been playing a lot.” “What? Lemme shut this darned thing off. I see your mouth moving, but I can’t understand a word you say.” I undid the rope on the “deadman” and let the mower shut itself off. Leaving...Read On

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The Senior Center Concert

A true story - Medicine for enlarged prostate has me growing man boobs - Moobs?

The Senior Center Concert It was hot. It was always hot in those places. They had the air conditioning on, but because old people are always cold, it wasn’t set low enough. It felt like it was set at about eighty five. I was sweating as I set up my stand, and unpacked my bari sax. I fingered a few notes without playing, just to be certain all the keys were still functioning properly....Read On

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Minuet In G, Chapter VIII

Gerald does some sleuthing, and all is revealed

After she stopped reading, Alice had a sudden idea. She decided to put the things back in the room, and surprise Gerald with it, after she had cleaned everything up. She decided that if things were not in good working order, she could always admit trying to prepare a surprise for him. But if they were in good shape, and she could clean them, THAT surprise would be really stunning. Several...Read On

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Minuet In G, Chapter VII

Alice finds the playroom

While Gerald was at work, Alice decided to use the time available to get online and shop for shelving and such to turn the basement into their wine-tasting room. They had been discussing it over breakfast, and Alice had said, “Wouldn’t it be fun if we could create a vaulted ceiling, and kind of a faux rough plaster finish?” “We could do that by using chicken wire as a form, and laying...Read On

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Minuet In G, Chapter VI

Alice and Gerald begin to discover the eroticism of light pain

Alice stopped reading and said, “He really was a control freak, wasn’t he? I think I don’t like him very much.” “I don’t either. There is something really creepy about the way he likes to keep people off balance, so that he can order them around,“ Gerald replied. “I’m so glad he wasn’t part of the family. Well, not blood, anyway.” “Oh,” Alice said, laughing, ”you have a little of that...Read On

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Minuet In G Chapter V

Alice and Gerald discover another secret about Aunt Sarah

As he descended the stairs, Gerald heard what sounded to him like a little snippet from The Well-Tempered Clavichord. It stopped abruptly, followed by a few chords struck seemingly at random, and then he heard what he recognized as the middle section of Chopin’s Polonaise in Ab Major. “Keep that up, and Horowitz will have to find a new occupation,” he called out cheerily. “He’s dead....Read On

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Minuet In G Chapter III

Alice and Gerald get the keys, and a confession from his mother

Alice emerged from the bathroom in time to hear her mother in law say, “So when your grandfather married my mother, Sarah was absolutely livid. I always thought that a little strange, until the day of my eighteenth birthday. Sarah and her “partner” (mother always referred to him as her “non-spouse” and thought it ghastly that they openly lived together, without, as she used to say, ‘benefit...Read On

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Minuet In G Chapter II

Doris receives a shock, and Gerald and Alice close the deal

Doris hated arithmetic. It had been her weakest subject in school, and she hadn’t gotten much better at it in her years since high school. So she sat at her desk, pencil in one hand and eraser in the other. She had a yellow legal pad on which she had listed each item for which she would receive a percentage. Next to each item she had written the percentage, so all she had to do was fill in...Read On

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Minuet In G Chapter I

Alice and Gerald had no idea what they were getting in their new house

Alice McQuire was glad she had finally taken the initiative and called a realtor. The business of house hunting had been driving her batty, and Gerald, loving though he was, had been absolutely no help at all. She knew he wasn’t happy that his boss had become so demanding, but he had been coming home so exhausted, she felt guilty dragging him around to visit houses she had found online during...Read On

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George, Isolde, etc Chapter XVIII

sorry folks - no sex in this installment

Chapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together. George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in...Read On

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George, Isolde. etc. Chapter XVII

George joins Isolde and Terry in her bed

Chapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he...Read On

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George, Isolde, etc. Chapter XVI

George and Terry's friendship deepens, and Isolde instigates sex again with Terry

Chapter XVI While they were sitting out on the porch, George started having second thoughts again. He was sitting in one of the rockers, with his feet up on the crossbar, and suddenly sat forward, and planted both feet on the floor. He stood up and turning, said over his shoulder, “I gotta got to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” He went through the front door and down the hallway. After...Read On

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George, Isolde, etc. Chapter XV

Isolde and George hear voices, and Isolde makes sauteed fish (recipe included) sorry - no sex

Chapter XV They were all sitting at the breakfast table, having a second cup of coffee, when Isolde spoke up. “I have an idea,” she said. “On those nights when I don’t feel like shutting one of you out, would you both mind coming to my bed with me, and just snuggling, and going to sleep that way?” George and Terry looked at each other. “I’m game, if you are,” Terry said. ...Read On

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George, Isolde, etc. Chap XIII XIV

The three of them revel in their new found relationship, and George makes love with Isolde

Chapter XIII It was just 5:00 when Isolde pulled into the driveway and parked behind George’s VW. George and Terry came out of the house to greet her and she said, “Here – each of you grab a bag of groceries. Watch that one, Terry – it’s heavy.” She had bought several cans of soup, and some tomatoes and the rest of the ingredients for marinara sauce, and the store bagger had put all of...Read On

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George, Isolde,etc. Chapter XII

Geroge and Terry further their friendship, and Isolde does some chores.

Chapter XII On the way back to Pasadena, George and Terry talked about the logistics of moving. “How much stuff do you have in that trailer?” terry asked. “Oh, not much, really. Some spare VW parts, a tired old broken down sofa, a TV, my instrument and stand and light and other music stuff, two straight chairs and a couple of folding chairs, some dishes and pots and pans, whatever...Read On

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George, Isolde, etc Chapters X XI

George has a nightmare, and Isolde tells Bob about living together

Chapter X George woke up full of welts, and itching all over. His back and neck were stiff from sleeping hunched over. He scrunched up his face, and could feel the dried salt on his cheeks. He rubbed his chin and cheeks with his right hand as he turned his left arm toward the light filtering through the front window, and peered at his watch. It said 3:15. He got up and walked into the...Read On

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George, Isolde, (etc.) Chapter IX

Terry and Isolde's first night together leaves Isolde wanting more.

Chapter IX Terry was in the bathroom when Isolde got to the top of the stairs. She rapped her knuckles on the door as she went by, and said, “I’m next.” She heard a muffled, “Okay.” A minute or two later, Terry came out of the bathroom, carrying and drying his hands on the towel. He handed the towel to Isolde, saying, “I guess you will want this.” He went into the bedroom, and lay...Read On

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George, Isolde, (etc.) Chapter VIII

George battles his emotions and Isolde takes Terry to bed.

  Chapter VIII Sunday morning, after they had all had coffee, Terry and George took the canoe out to go fishing, and Isolde wandered around inside the house, exploring. She found the pull down attic stairway in the upstairs second bedroom, and went up in the attic, just to see what was there. She found several rolled up rugs, and assumed they were in storage until winter. There was an...Read On

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George, Isolde (etc,) Ch VII

George meets Terry, Terry and Isolde kiss, and a menage a trois is born. WARNING: Still no sex, yet

Chapter VII George had been sitting on the front stoop, nursing a bottle of Boh when Terry pulled up. He stood up and walked toward the car. Sticking out his hand, he said, “Hi. I’m George. Welcome. Bob said you were making hay today. There’s a hose ‘round back, if you wanna knock the dust off.” Terry shook hands and said, “Name’s Terwilliger, but everyone calls me Terry. A hose doesn’t...Read On

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George Isolde and the Brass Ring Polka Band (Ch VI

Terry makes hay, and daydreams about Isolde ***WARNING*** no sex yet - BE PATIENT!

Chapter VI Making hay was satisfying but monotonous work. It was nice to see the cut hay come off the end of the rake, like a green waterfall, cascading into a long even wave. And it was satisfying to look back and see row after row of mounded hay stretched out across the flat field. At first, Terry had paid close attention to the tractor and rake, worried that something might break,...Read On

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George, ISolde and the Brass Ring Polka Band Ch V

Isolde meets Terry, and Bob suggests a money making scheme

Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about...Read On

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George Isolde and the Brass Ring Pola Band (Ch IV)

Geroge plays the gig, the car breaks down again, and Isolde leaves him.

Chapter IV When they got to the gig, Will, the drummer, was just setting up. He nodded to George and Isolde as he fiddled with his equipment. The bass player hadn’t arrived yet, but that was no surprise. He had told George three months ago that he was playing a wedding in Ocean City “on a Friday afternoon, for God sakes! Doesn’t anyone get married on a Saturday anymore?” he had...Read On

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George, Isolde, and the Brass Ring Polka Band

As soon as she did, she would feel guilty; she had committed another mortal sin and was going to bur

Dedication This dedication is long and necessarily so. The book has taken me three decades to write, mostly because I didn’t start actually putting pen to paper, so to speak, until I had all my background ducks in a row. Putting ducks in a row is like herding cats; patience becomes the primary virtue. This book is Tom Woolfolk’s fault. Well, actually, Tom’s and Sheila’s jointly. We...Read On

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Georgia - Part one

One of the perks of playing wedding gigs is playing with the bridesmaids

Georgia Whenever I play “Georgia” I can’t help but think of Ray Charles. But this time was different. The bridesmaid was just so hot that I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and I stared straight into her eyes as the song poured out of my saxophone. For some reason today, the reed was just right. It blew free and easy, with a sound as big as your back yard. For a fleeting instant, the...Read On

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Charlie-Charlene Part 7

Tommy, Charlene, and Elaine come to terms with reality.

“Well, Sweetie,” Charlene said, “you’re not going on the road right now, so you can worry about all that after you talk to Mr. Karas tomorrow.” “Who’s Mr. Karas?” Elaine asked. So Tommy told her all about being buttonholed after dinner on Saturday. “Charlie’s right. You can burn that bridge when you come to it. Right now, there’s a different bridge I want to try crossing.” “Cross? Did...Read On

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Charlie-Charlene Part 6

Tommy discovers what a vagina can do

Tommy was stunned. He stood there, with his finger between his/her outer labia, and didn’t say anything. Charlene reached behind him, and picked up the washcloth from the edge of the tub. Turning to the vanity, she turned on the hot water faucet. She held her finger under it for a moment, until the cold water turned warm, then turned on the cold, and adjusted it to a comfortable...Read On

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Charlie-Charlene Part 5

Charlene is in love, and the magic continues

After they both got their breath back, Charlene said, “Elaine, I don’t need to wake up next to you. I don’t need to wait until we both come home from work exhausted, and all we want to do is sit and veg out. I don’t need to think about this any longer. I love you. We have been best friends for a long time, and you know me better than anyone else. I know you better, too. And I do; I love,...Read On

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Charlie - Charlene Part 4

Elaine and Charlene continue on their mutual road to discovery

“That was wonderful,” said Charlene. They were lying on their backs side by side, holding hands, and basking in the afterglow. “You’re my best friend, Lainie, and I think I am falling in love with you.” “I love you, Charls. I have for years, but I don’t think you really love me, and that’s okay. We have felt this way for a long time, and I’ve gotten used to it. But I love you too...Read On

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Charlie-Charlene Part 3

Elaine continues to grow, and Charlene tells her about the dildoe

Charlie-Charlene Part 3 Elaine stood transfixed by the sight of her rapidly growing member. Again, her mind was racing, and she finally found her voice, “Charls, Honey, please tell me I’m not dreaming, ‘cause with this thing, I can have any woman.” “Let’s go in the kitchen and have a beer, while I tell you all about yesterday. Lainie, this is a TRIP!” “Beer? It’s only ten o’clock in...Read On

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Charlie-Charlene Part 2

Charlene shows Elaine her new toys

Charlie-Charlene Part 2 “That better be Elaine, or else the UPS man is in for a Helluva surprise,” she said to herself, as she crossed to the door. She stood on tiptoe, and put her eye to the little spyglass in the door. Standing on the other side of the door, clutching a duffel, and tapping her foot, Elaine was just about to press the doorbell again, when the door suddenly was...Read On

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Charlie-Charlene Part I

an adventure into the strange world of futa

She was so sick and tired of being “just one of the guys”. Charlie wasn’t even quite sure how that had happened. Somewhere between her sophomore year and graduation from Georgia Tech, she had fallen into an easy camaderie with her fellow engineering students. That, in itself wasn’t bad; it conveniently kept flirtation to a minimum when she really was more interested in getting guys into...Read On